I bought a new sketch book.

It’s been over a decade since I last sketched. I loved to draw. I loved to write. I used to do both extensively. Then heartbreak and loss stopped every thing. I stopped everything.

Then I started playing Baldur’s Gate 3.

The need, the want to write, to draw, to make something, to create, began again.

I am a lot older. Not sure about the wiser part. Yet, it’s still part of me. The creative spark is still brilliant as ever. My skills have waned but I can bring them back. It’ll take time, practice but most of all, inspiration.

I realize now creatively, at least for me, is based in love. Love for life. Love for beauty and tragedy. Ten years is a long time to misplace that spark. I am glad I found it again. I don’t think it ever left, I let it go. Hurtful words tend to do that.

The different between then and now is that I love something. I love it with everything in me. These last 8 months have been wonderful for feeling again, for loving again. I feel like I finally came back to myself.

So, I bought a new sketch book. Time to doodle again. Time to write again. Time to love and create. I guess it makes sense to create is to love. It’s based in love. It’s necessary and vital. I just forgot.